Crybaby!

I would like to note, for the record, the record being this blog, that this is the right job for me. I just cried at work and was praised for it; after the praise I was congratulated, and after the congratulations, I get to hide in my office and write on my blog. Soon I'm going to my co-workers office to take a Fun Size candy bar, and I'll bet she gives me commiserating eyes. I'll bet that I could punch my supervisor in the neck today and still finagle more praise.

All this AND looming poverty? It's an embarrassment of riches.